Holy drama to catch up on--and I'm moving.

So the last time I posted, and said I wanted to move out, I was pretty much irate. I have rarely been that mad in my life. I was mad at what Tisah had just said to me, and more specifically how she said it (the ugly sweater shopping at DI with Ryan Ockey incident). And that was the beginning of a run of events over the last week and a half of the semester that I was misjudged for, but nonetheless resulted in much drama between me and Tisah and Carrie, leading to them pretty much not speaking to me. Amongst it all, after being so fed up with everything and how I was being treated and judged and not trusted, and how things with Tisah and I did not get better after I tried talking to her, and after praying a lot about it and going to the temple, I decided to move out.

I put my contract up for sale at the end of finals week, just about a week ago, and it sold yesterday! On Christmas! This girl, Lindsay, has been interested in it, and went and saw it a few days ago, and liked it, and told me last night on the phone that she's going to buy it. It was a Christmas miracle! I am soo glad, and SO thankful. I fasted last Sunday and have been praying for my contract to sell, and I know that it's a blessing straight from Heavenly Father that it sold so quickly. Fasting works, I tell you what.

So now I just need to find a place to live...:)

I will try to fill in the details about all the drama that has been the reason I'm leaving, later... It's not that fun to think about, I've been trying to not think about it actually. It just brings negative feelings to me towards, well mostly Tisah. I'm trying to let it all go. But for the record, things are great again with Carrie and me. There was just misunderstanding between us, and I knew that, so I met her at her work on campus this last Mon, after the semester was over, and talked to her, and clarified everything, with what she thought I had been doing (she thought I had been going after the boy, our FHE brother, that she's liked for a while--I wasn't, it just looked like it), that I wasn't. I was so grateful that she was willing to listen and talk to me, and be apologetic as well. I love her.